Alone In Vegas

I let you into my diary to admire me

The make up of this man I let you see the higher me

The self righteous drug dealer dichotomy

I'm drawing from both sides I am Siamese

The tug of war opens the door entrada

Rip me apart and see what's inside of this pi

And rolling kilos in Gymstrada that's one saga

One chapter of black magic I'm Harold Potter

Feels like I'm doomed to dealing with women who

Relationships with their fathers won't allow us to bloom

And blossom I swear them Vegas nights was fucking awesome

But adiós I blow my own dice before I toss 'em

Lost some niggas some other niggas double crossed 'em

Tryna snatch my niggas back I blew a small fortune

Wrestle with the work we was like the four horsemen

Rick Flair with the flame I'm motherfucking Gorgeous

As the gull wing doors lift

Karate Kid crane kick no Jaden Smith

Whiter than that coke brush that they paint me with

Sunk leather seats softer than an angel's kiss

But they devil red tires double tread

I post and parks up that gets me double head

Tight rope walking tryna keep a level head

The bright lights blind look at what the devil did

She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm famous

I write this alone in Vegas

Came off fly street money partied nights with the a-list

I write this alone in Vegas

Remember nights when my team blew it all on the tables

I write this alone in Vegas

I'm the only one left and the memories fading so

I write this alone in Vegas

They'll do everything in their power

Stomp near the stove when you're rising like flour

Make your cake fall when you threatening their tower

It's nine one one you're on your twenty fifth hour

Hasta la vista I'm steppin' out the bleachers

How the tide turns when the pupil's now the teacher

The game can't go by just followin' the leaders

You gotta be better than the ones who precede ya yeah

Upgrade 'em upstage 'em

Change the whole body shape and just update 'em pagans

Reagan era I ran contraband

Money caused turf wars through the promised land

First time being rich could be a common man

The Guy Fishers had the blueprints and diagrams

We just took what we needed and we built on it

Lord forgive me for the blood that I spilt on it

She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm famous

I write this alone in Vegas

Came off fly street money partied nights with the a-list

I write this alone in Vegas

Remember nights when my team blew it all on the tables

I write this alone in Vegas

I'm the only one left and the memories fading so

I write this alone in Vegas

Yeah fear of God niggas got me feelin' like Pac

This the realest shit I ever wrote

Who you know sit in New York for two days around Grammy winners

Come back home straight to the money getters

About fourteen thousand dollars worth in twenties

Brown paper bag money I call that a good weekend

Re-up gang forever

Long live the caine coming soon

Malice my brother I love you

Liva Don 'til the end nigga Yes

Hey Manuel Hope I ain't get you in trouble with that shit man

It was a long time ago you know aha

You know how we do

My nigger nots is blacking out on this beat nigger

Yeah come on

My nigger Watts what up Yum yum what up my nigger

Talk that shit my nigger

Yeah yeah is you ready Is you ready my nigger

I had to get this off my chest

Is you ready now though Let's go then

Good music Yes